2.2257 : 07/08/11 : Clocks

I'm cleaning clocks so much
they call me a horologist
if you don't understand
just piss me off you'll get the gist
when every one is clean
I'll count them one by one
hoping to read the face
that tells me that I'm done
they're all right twice a day
but not one reads the same
not one can tell me my time
none can tell my name
collecting clocks trying
to hold the tempus back
Someday they'll line every wall
of my little shack

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2.2256 : 07/07/11 : Small

Some time a while ago
the box got very small
I thought it was before
that's how we mostly fall
and what I contemplate
is mostly decorations
protests to mailbox drops
and empty declarations
resist resist
a dumb numb day closes
it just must not be time
or so a man supposes
please stop, desist
well maybe this time round
all the stars will align
I'll run that beast to ground

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2.2255 : 07/06/11 : A Few Words

I guess I'm supposed to
say a few words
well I'm wishing I was weaker
because this is for the birds
honestly don't know
if I am coming or going
honestly can't tell
if I'm remembering or knowing
oh I know (or I remember)
I can have it my way
Whatever that means and
Whatever I say
but no matter how I slice it
It's a long way back
and at this point
I've not even found the track

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2.2254 : 07/05/11 : Backward

Felt like time going backward
and whom could blame me
how could so much happen
and wind up the same me
on the spur of the moment
I concocted a plan
to ignore it all
and wake up a brand new man

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2.2253 : 07/04/11 : No Referent

Half past the eleventh hour
yeah it comes around
Pretend you got your oldest
fears all run firmly to ground
nothing might ever change
from now on in this day
But as long as the beat goes on
and I've got a song I'll play
nothing stops the ticking
What was written now is past
and when I try to take things back
I end up all aghast
that time has got no referent
who manages the market?
well if that sounds a battle cry
You maybe wanna hark it

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2.2251 : 07/03/11 : Dreamside

What am I supposed to make of this
the filmography of a guy who does not exist
a portal to a room that could not be
and the way it's far too small for me
the pages of the comic that is unwritten
and that's a damn shame I was smitten
and the camera that exists, but I'd never sell
nothing about it adds up so well
we've got an explanation it's all random noise
brain gunk playing with memetic toys
not very exciting not very fun
not making me feel like a special one
but then again I had another with eyes wide
and now it twists disappointingly inside
but these crazy dreamside fragments
are all I ever had

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2.2251 : 07/02/11 : Hey

Here I go again
hey it's you again
did I say that again
put your money down down
hey that's a cheap line
well hey I know that friend

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2.2250 : 07/01/11 : Super

Lightning flying from my hands
and a suitcase full of cash
and a wicked aeroplane
pretty sure I'll be a smash
not a little hint of doubt
not a tremor of remorse
for the good of all mankind
sure you ladies too of course
I can fly and lift the heaviest shit
I can see through walls and around corners
I'm beating terrorists and robots up
stopping wicked scientists and scheming foreigners
oh I'm so super, got no problems
and everything I do is so exciting
yes, I'm effective also very handsome
you'll find you can't help but cheer for all my smiting

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2.2249 : 06/30/11 : Oh What

I can't seem to think
through anything right now
and I'm so tired of feeling sad
and wondering
what should I do now
Oh what should I do now?

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2.2248 : 06/29/11 : Install & Restart

Install and restart
if only it were so easy
feel it's more like I'm
starting over every day
and nothing means nothing
around here
but to find the cheaper way
a little better and a little better
but not near good enough
and that was all that got written
for the restart, off the cuff

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2.2247 : 06/28/11 : Nothing and Nothing

I said nothing changes nothing
and well nobody protested
and it made me want to tear things up
but I just gave up instead, rested
here we all go again
and here we go again
nothing and nothing
hurl another to the bin
has it been three days now
maybe just two
how will I know when
that question comes from you
I want to get off the topic
be interesting instead
get away from all the nothing
where that last gasp fell and bled

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2.2246 : 06/27/11 : Wall

Maybe there's a story
in this thing after all
if I can just ignore the horror
and the unscalable wall
If I can just stop looking
at you hideous monstrosities
sorry for the derail
too many nightmares made of these
feel I must look away
but who is forced to look then
pray for a better world someday
but I wouldn't bet when
the wrong direction
I was shooting for optimistic
maybe tomorrow
I'll try again, make it stick

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2.2245 : 06/26/11 : Topics

The topics that occur
are so dumb and dull
and god how oblivion
exerts its pull
not the big sleep baby
no not the great divide
just the crossing of the river
and the rest I shall elide

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2.2244 : 06/25/11 : Fed Up

Being fed up
and for long days now
battered on the sirens' rocks
lashed to the prow
invoke again again
my right to call it a day
be sung, straining against the ropes
to sleep while sweet songs play

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2.2243 : 06/24/11 : Surreptitious

More surreptitious wandering
in the dark night
more circular delusion
more false delight
whatever it might be
I haven't got it
however rusted the bolt
Still I shot it
no way at all out
except for through
trying to hold my dull brain
steady on the true
no plan to mend
no ally to assist
no idea at all
really how to resist

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2.2242 : 06/23/11 : Song I Dreamed

The song I dreamed I wrote
but did not
these dreams lately have turned my head
I kid you not
but wake to the same day
the same hill to fail
came tumbling back without
water or even pail
it's not a nursery rhyme
and I am no good mother
I'd look on these spent days
with scorn for any other
and no exceptions here
I've got no plea to cop
but to stay awake or dreaming
yet I still don't stop

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2.2241 : 06/22/11 : Forever

So this one lasts
forever?
better not to think
about it
better to blow it off
let drift
throw it all over for a day

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2.2240 : 06/21/11 : Solstice

No more hours of sunlight in any day
I should have got more done that much I can say
what can I hope for an hour more
wrap this up and hope there's more in store
dreaming of distant rain and thunder
the thousand thousand things that make me wonder
hope I forget it soon and get well lost
in a dream that carries me
all the way back to the frost

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2.2239 : 06/20/11 : Carte

That whistle far off
means soon departing
you can bring whatever
you can fit on this carte-thing
the false scarcity
of ideas
versus the silly notion
that the truth will free us
I've got no reason
to be confident
I'd be hard put
to say that I was sent
I must demure
if asked was there a call
they handed me this blank card
that was all
and not too many
days have past I have not scribbled
some days they roared in torrents
some days they dribbled
and sure plenty
seems so dumb I cringed
but the card seems to keep me
this side of unhinged
and however much I put down
on this crazy ride
believe it or not
there's another side

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2.2238 : 06/19/11 : Review

There's no escaping the review
five years between me and that
particularly you
a daily dose
a lot of failure and doubt
sometimes a tough little shout
God willing I will see
this all again
hoping like crazy
I'll have nailed some of it
down by then
and maybe just maybe
stirred up a little tastier stew
on the boil years long
awaiting my review

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